Song | Beyond the Blue |
Artist | Josh Garrels |
Album | Love & War & The Sea in Between |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Stand on the shores of a site unseen | |
The substance of this dwells in me | |
Cause my natural eyes only go skin deep | |
But the eye’s of my heart anchor the sea | |
Plumbing the depths to the place in between | |
The tangible world and the land of a dreams | |
Because everything ain’t quite it seems | |
There’s more beneath the appearance of things | |
A beggar could be king within the shadows, | |
Of a wing | |
And wisdom will honor everyone who will learn | |
To listen, to love, and to pray and discern | |
And to do the right thing even when it burns | |
And to live in the light through treacherous turns | |
A man is weak, but the spirit yearns | |
To keep on course from the bow to the stearn | |
And throw overboard every selfish concern | |
That tries to work for what can’t be earned | |
Sometimes the only way to return is to go, | |
Where the winds will take you | |
And to let go, of all, you cannot hold onto | |
For the hope, beyond,the blue | |
Yellow and gold as the new day dawns | |
Like a virgin unveiled who waited so long | |
To dance and rejoice and sing her song | |
And rest in the arms of a love so strong | |
No one comes unless they’re drawn | |
By the voice of desire that leads em’ along | |
To the redemption of what went wrong | |
By the blood that coveres the innocent one | |
No more separation | |
Between us. | |
So lift your voice just one more time | |
If there’s any hope may it be a sign | |
That everything was made to shine | |
Despite what you can see | |
So take this bread and drink this wine | |
And hide your spirit within the vine | |
Where all things will work by a good design | |
For those who will believe | |
And let go, of all, we cannot hold onto | |
For the hope, beyond, the blue | |
Said I let go, of all, I could not hold onto | |
For the hope, I have, in you |
Stand on the shores of a site unseen | |
The substance of this dwells in me | |
Cause my natural eyes only go skin deep | |
But the eye' s of my heart anchor the sea | |
Plumbing the depths to the place in between | |
The tangible world and the land of a dreams | |
Because everything ain' t quite it seems | |
There' s more beneath the appearance of things | |
A beggar could be king within the shadows, | |
Of a wing | |
And wisdom will honor everyone who will learn | |
To listen, to love, and to pray and discern | |
And to do the right thing even when it burns | |
And to live in the light through treacherous turns | |
A man is weak, but the spirit yearns | |
To keep on course from the bow to the stearn | |
And throw overboard every selfish concern | |
That tries to work for what can' t be earned | |
Sometimes the only way to return is to go, | |
Where the winds will take you | |
And to let go, of all, you cannot hold onto | |
For the hope, beyond, the blue | |
Yellow and gold as the new day dawns | |
Like a virgin unveiled who waited so long | |
To dance and rejoice and sing her song | |
And rest in the arms of a love so strong | |
No one comes unless they' re drawn | |
By the voice of desire that leads em' along | |
To the redemption of what went wrong | |
By the blood that coveres the innocent one | |
No more separation | |
Between us. | |
So lift your voice just one more time | |
If there' s any hope may it be a sign | |
That everything was made to shine | |
Despite what you can see | |
So take this bread and drink this wine | |
And hide your spirit within the vine | |
Where all things will work by a good design | |
For those who will believe | |
And let go, of all, we cannot hold onto | |
For the hope, beyond, the blue | |
Said I let go, of all, I could not hold onto | |
For the hope, I have, in you |
Stand on the shores of a site unseen | |
The substance of this dwells in me | |
Cause my natural eyes only go skin deep | |
But the eye' s of my heart anchor the sea | |
Plumbing the depths to the place in between | |
The tangible world and the land of a dreams | |
Because everything ain' t quite it seems | |
There' s more beneath the appearance of things | |
A beggar could be king within the shadows, | |
Of a wing | |
And wisdom will honor everyone who will learn | |
To listen, to love, and to pray and discern | |
And to do the right thing even when it burns | |
And to live in the light through treacherous turns | |
A man is weak, but the spirit yearns | |
To keep on course from the bow to the stearn | |
And throw overboard every selfish concern | |
That tries to work for what can' t be earned | |
Sometimes the only way to return is to go, | |
Where the winds will take you | |
And to let go, of all, you cannot hold onto | |
For the hope, beyond, the blue | |
Yellow and gold as the new day dawns | |
Like a virgin unveiled who waited so long | |
To dance and rejoice and sing her song | |
And rest in the arms of a love so strong | |
No one comes unless they' re drawn | |
By the voice of desire that leads em' along | |
To the redemption of what went wrong | |
By the blood that coveres the innocent one | |
No more separation | |
Between us. | |
So lift your voice just one more time | |
If there' s any hope may it be a sign | |
That everything was made to shine | |
Despite what you can see | |
So take this bread and drink this wine | |
And hide your spirit within the vine | |
Where all things will work by a good design | |
For those who will believe | |
And let go, of all, we cannot hold onto | |
For the hope, beyond, the blue | |
Said I let go, of all, I could not hold onto | |
For the hope, I have, in you |